Disaster house!

Asphalt, paper fibers and wood chips

“The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.”

— Elizabeth Bishop (One Art: Letters)

Home is where the trash is

I finally changed the theme on this blog, I find wordpress less than ideal when it comes to design, they
give us background options, and yet no option for changing the font colours, black on black, now that’s a dandy.

Perhaps it’s me, I just don’t see how to fix it, so here I am back on white, not for the second time,
many times more than that.

It’s been a dandy of a day, I, awoken by the thunderous sound of men banging and ripping at andbanging on my roof.
It’s the day to replace the leaking roof, and oh boy it’s not going too well.
The man paid to do the job claimed the dumpster had to go in the driveway, and what did the dumpster
driver do, he hit the back wall taking a chunky of the [painted last year] painted concrete wall off!

I hear the screech as I was walking back down hill.
There’s no chute to funnel the debris into the dumpster, and the asphalt tiles, roofing paper and nails are EVERYWHERE!!!
But that doesn’t even come close to covering the bloody mess in my unfinished attic, where I have my
collectibles and shameables. There is asphalt dust everywhere, in everything, on every surface, every item.
It’ll take me a year to clean this up, I’m so disquieted by the shambles I’m shall be left to clean up.

He was recommend, HA!

He was paid half the total price up front, not my idea, I would not of agreed to that, no way, I was astounded to hear him actually have the gall to ask Coach for more clams, mind you with the shingles not yet ripped off the roof…
He claims he brought more men along… wtf did the contract not specify the amount of workers?
Didn’t we not cover the ” are you subcontracting men out” question?!

Off to shoot, be back soon with more, fun & whining!

Finally, updated

The first layer of tiles, there were 3 in total

much of the tile debris ended up in the unfinished, due to carpenter ant infestation an uninsulated attic, this mess  will take me months to fully  clean


Can you for a moment think this not rotted?

It was in the end replaced, but not the on the other end of the roof where ants once craved out their galleries, but that’s another story.

Awful workmanship

Left with the vent pipe flashing leaking on a brand new roof!

Bathroom wall rain soaked, paint blistering.

I’m glad to have noticed these blisters on the paint they weren’t easy to see, so in the end it does pay to stare at the wall

Moral of my story; always inspect everything even the back of the vent pipe, even if it means moving the stuff you moved to clean the mess you maybe left with.
If you have an unfinished attic that you store things in make sure you have everything in plastic containers and put plastic up on the rafters before undertaking this project.
And don’t ever, never be a roofers side job.


Big positive = the roof is no longer leaking, yay!


8 thoughts on “Disaster house!

  1. Wow, that is a lot of crap in your space.
    I’d never would of thought of this being a side effect, sorry to see it.
    The mortar is awful on the chimney but as long as the darn bricks stay where they are!

    • There is – it’s a challenge not to inhale the stuff.
      When I started the clean up my shop vac stopped sucking I dumped it into a plastic bag, amazed by the sheer weight vrs the very small volume I pulled the travelers scale out { comes in handy I’ll tell ya!} it weight in @ 13.2 lbs, I can’t imagine how many lbs it’ll be when all is said and done.
      Thanks for popping in.. be well! xx

  2. You and andy b….how typical he should respond as usual. Isnt that your boyfriend?? Such problems must be so difficult to deal with!! Must be nice not to work and get the rent paid by a sucker!! Just wait till there r 3 then daddy wont like the water bill too much….

    • I’m a grownup – I call him my Father … I’m sorry for the mess you and they have found yourselves in- I did nothing to create or perpetuate it.

      Thank you for your comment, know that another of it’s sort will be considered trolling, I am not yours or anyones whipping girl.

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  4. they suck, M~. monkeys for sure.
    all the way to next door’s door, let alone our vege patch :(
    that’s grim.

    and oh! the attic… some heads up on the mess woulda been good.

    Wish I were there, to help as much as I could.

    • I’ll tell you this, not in my wildest dreams did I ever expect that they would be throwing asphalt tiles, tar paper, all over the yard, I did expect a chute, but that’s the way it goes.
      The right issues were not covered before signing a contract.
      The mess in the house, debris all over the attic is horrible, I’ll never be totally rid of it.
      Thanks for caring Andy, I wish you were here too, for many reasons. xox

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